21: "I genuinely couldn't keep up."
I must've nodded off on the sofa, a combination of alcohol and tiredness. I didn't even want to go out tonight, but Axel convinced me. It was lame, and I was bored early doors. When he suggested we go back to Shannon's, I jumped at the chance. Tonight my house was filled with Mom and Dads dinner party guests, and I really couldn't be bothered to entertain anyone. I heard a door open, and I opened my eyes slowly.
Someone was at was the fridge.
I sighed, closing my eyes as I wriggled on the sofa, my feet hanging over the edge as I tried to get comfortable. It didn't help that it was freezing.
"You know, you can sleep next to me."
Her voice made my eyes fly open, as I saw her standing at the end of the sofa, arching her brow at my feet.
"Like not touching me kind of sleeping. But at least you will be more comfortable."
I could've responded with something witty, but I was too cold and tired. The thought of lying on a comfortable bed next to the most beautiful girl in the world was too much to resist. I stood up, stretching as she averted her eyes.
"Keep your clothes on," she muttered, as I followed her to the spare room.
"I'm not a rapist, Victoria," I yawned, waiting for her to climb into the bed. Her slender legs slid under the sheets easily, and I collapsed onto the bed once she was safely away from me. My eyes closed and I felt sleep claim me, as the vanilla scent of her danced beneath my nostrils.
When I woke up she was in the same position, her eyelashes resting on her cheeks as she slept. Her lips were parted slightly, her hand close to mine as I exhaled quietly.
She was beautiful, without a doubt. I reached out to touch her face, as she stirred beneath me. Her hand captured mine as she spoke lazily.
"Your hands are cold."
"I'm alright," I whispered back, closing my eyes as her warm hand held mine.
"Get under the covers if you want. Just behave,"
I didn't need asking twice. I wanted to take my jeans off, but there was no way I was risking it with her. She would end up getting me arrested. She turned the other way, the warmth of her body drawing me closer to her like a bee to honey.
"Can I cuddle you? I'm freezing."
"Fine, just be quiet. And-"
"I won't," I promised her, as she scooted into my arms. I wrapped my arm around her waist, trying not to notice her insane curves. My other arm was under her neck, as I began to warm up. We pulled the duvet around us as we huddled together, trying to get warm.
"Doesn't this house have any heating?" I grumbled, my nose buried in her hair.
"I don't know. Body heat will work anyway," her hand rested on mine, as I felt that familiar jolt of electricity.
She made me feel like I was a kid, all excited because she had touched me.
We fell asleep like that, with her wrapped in my arms. It didn't just feel right, it felt so good.
I didn't want to wake up.
"Ok I'm definitely warm enough," her voice murmured softly, as she peeled her hand away from mine.
"I was serious last night you know, if you just want something casual-"
"I can do that. If you want more, I can do that."
She was silent then, her back against my chest as my heart pounded violently in anticipation.
"But I can't do nothing," I whispered, as she stiffened against me.
She turned towards me, her eyes scanning mine as I bit my lip.
"Tell me you don't feel it."
"I do actually," she admitted, "but you've already hurt me and we aren't even together. I can't do a relationship with someone like you, Drake."
Her eyes fell to my lips then, and I knew I was being presented with an opportunity to seize the moment.
"Can I kiss you?" I asked, feeling incredibly stupid. Had I really just asked a girl if I could kiss her?
She responded with a nervous laugh, but she didn't move away.
"Are you asking for my consent?"
I nodded, leaning forward as I bent down to press my lips against hers. As she gasped, I gently used my tongue to explore her mouth. Suddenly her hands were around my neck, pulling my body weight down onto her.
I wanted her so much, in every way. Her hands slid up my top her fingernails caressing my back as I tried to pull away.
"Drake. Why can't you just want me, and no one else?" she asked in a small voice, her fingers lacing around my neck as I frowned at her.
"I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone else."
"That's fuck boy talk."
God, this was hard work.
"I'm not a fuck boy. I can be, if that's what you want."
She gazed at me, her eyes clouding over.
"I want you, but I don't." she admitted finally, making my heart soar. " It's not a good idea."
"So think on it then."
She nodded slowly, as I leaned down to kiss her again. She put a finger to my lips before smiling coyly.
"I won't be able to think clearly with you on me like this. Get off."
"As the lady wishes."